Blaise laid there looking at her. "I am trying to smooth over this awkward situation, shite Daphne..." He laid back on his back and looked away from her. "The blame is with me, Daphne, I am not..." He let out a frustrated sigh. "I miss you. I can't lie and say I don't want this, I kissed you knowing it was you, knowing I wanted you."
He looked at her. "You love Dean, you are in a committed relationship with him, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have put you in this position." He reached out for her hand, his intention was to tangle their fingers together and just try to forget it. "We are going to forget this, move on and enjoy the rest of our holiday."